I saw your eyes wander out the window
Watching the daisies dancing in the breeze
Autumn came too soon
Now all I see are fallen leaves

Anxiety-ridden
She lay hidden
In the nest she called her room

Lost in oblivion
Her mind was labyrinthian
With no way to escape in sight

No love was given
Her heart was never forgiven
And was let to rot in peace

Inconsequential
Were the words he spoke
At least that is what she thought
Whilst the cold air whispered to her to go

Picture perfect eyes
Silent little lies
A tender touch
Losing love
A lost lullaby
Desolate dreams
Slumber fell in empty sheets
Naive and twenty-nine
It was not meant to be
The rainfall came and spoke to me
To let me rest and put me to sleep

Some people see it
The pain in their eyes
In the corner of their smile
And the politeness of their lies
Because they know the feeling too
So they smile back
And tell their own lies

How would anyone really know if the wounds don't bleed
The wounds never heal if they have no chance to speak


So, for tonight I will drift away in my dreams..

My eyes wandered onto a lonely highway
Only a few headlights remained
They dawdled like fireflies in a midnight sky
Moments like these are few and far between
But when these occur, I feel alive
I can dream

Where I lay
Flowers grow
They tell me things that no one knows
Under the stars
I dream upon
This soil will hold me and not let go
Petals fall with the sullen rain
They kiss my skin
As I slip away
Beyond this soil and the stars
I find what I have been looking for

Nothing lasts forever
Some things will never feel the same
Soon the lush greens will fade away
The cicadas will make their bed
Hollow will be the falling sky
As I face existential dread
But soon enough
Summer will return
As if the sun had never left

These words don't always come
Sometimes they don't even appear
But they are there
Buried in the subconscious
Color is easy to write about

'Roses are pretty
And violets are blue
The stars look lovely too'

But what is fading is ignored
Death is sad
And wilted roses turn grey
Soon enough they will be thrown away
Just like everything else
We will all be discarded
These words
These thoughts
Which are buried so deep
Will be taken to our grave

Another page has turned
Yet somehow things just feel the same
This ink never seems to last
It always seems to run away

You cut me out of your life
So I cut myself
Blades always knew me like no one else

Band aids could never stick
Just like those who I called close
Fantasies arose about my suicide notes

Time became slower
I loved to feel numb
Pain is too much for a small heart to overcome

Life is a game
Which nobody wins
Except those who are blessed with ignorance

The mind wanders
Towards the empty blue
Even in winter
Some flowers bloom
Soft pinks and oranges show not all life is lost
A few remaining cicadas buzz while tuis sing their songs
The grass is still green
Sometimes it rains for days
Leaving puddles to glisten when night becomes day
The sun beckons
Not yet too harsh
The mind wanders on this type of day
It is moments like these when the pain fades away

Patch me together
With staples on skin
I'll be your puzzle
If you fix me
You win
Start with my heart
It's much easier to fix
My mind is a problem
It should not exist
Please don't let me leave
The hollow darkness awaits
I think if I fall one more time
I may never escape
Hold me together
With your arms around me
I'll love you forever
For as long as time can be

Tell me your secrets
I might tell you a lie
Talk to me slowly
I might tell you im fine
Inject me with poison
So my brain feels numb
Make me dumber and dumber
Till my mind succumbs

With absence in his mind
A ghost was stuck in time
Raindrops were his tears
The empty mirror was his fear
He was not dead
Nor alive
He had not lived
Nor had he died

The thoughts
The fears
The runaway tears
Lost in infinity
I try find someone who cares
From chaos
To madness
And back to a deep breath
I wonder
And wander
Through my mental mess
Its scary
But lovely
In the most wonderful way
How we try find another
Who wont go away

How can I tell her
That sometimes I wish I was dead
I could tell everyone else
About the thoughts in my head
But when her red lips meet mine
There is not a single thought in my mind
How could I inflict my sadness
To her sweet hazel eyes

I have not found peace for a while
Even when it rains
My hands still shake
I am not scared of the world
I am scared of myself
And the complexities my mind faces
Dreams are no longer my solitude
They are horrors that leave me no escape
I can find chaos anywhere
Even beyond your brightest smile
Below my feet from where I tread
The soil grounds me and consumes my  voice
Sometimes thoughts feel so close
Yet words feel so far away
And so silence becomes my misery
Freedom seems too abstract to be true
Maybe I am just too harsh on myself
Or too selfish to this world
There is beauty here
Beneath the stars
We do not have to look so far away
When my heart beats out of my chest
I must remember that everything will be okay

The rain doesn't always fall
But I'm too busy falling
Trying to call your name
But my mouth is not even working
Please rain again
so my dreams can shine
I could bleed so beautifully
If my blood was not made of wine
Flashing lights
Sullen nights
I see death as I see life
I write what my mind can't tell myself
I don't know what I would do if I was blind
This Earth can be so horrid
But on this paper I can call it Hell
For every time the rain falls
I know I will fall again

Life is fading
You can see it in my hair
This hair dye does not last long enough
These pills just slow down time

You say this sadness is just a common phase
I will be aight by twenty-five
But I do not know
Life is too slow
Until the years have disappeared
And then you wonder where it has all gone

I lay stranded in my bed
Waiting for my dreams to take me away

The floor sinks around me
Dragging me further into the abyss

The moon bleeds red
It seeps through the blinds in my room

Silence echoes in my head
It exists where nothing ever was

When I am gone
I will be reduced to words

I wonder if anyone will read them

The more I study history
The more I resent the future
But the more I respect the present

Six like-minded people
All in one room
A revolver on the table
What will we do

These walls are thin
They will not hold
They will tear
Like skin
And in time become old
These walls do not lie
They crack and creak
They were once
They are
And in time will be